Month: December 2018

Love. Unfinished.

Love. Unfinished.

Those days never stray from my mind.
In the summer heat, the air was heavy
As we’d walk through fields of tall grass, we’d find
The places where we could truly be free.

The sun filtering through the tress,
Your words bringing a smile to my lips,
A single look from you could make my knees
Weak, my heart flutter, my stomach do flips.

When I close my eyes, I can still see
The light that streamed from yours. Feel your skin
Soft and warm next to mine, hear the melody
of your voice as the light grew dim

And the world grew still, except for us.